Coated choice
They try to limit one
But two is never one
Hymn the rhymes
The sky I saw
Haunting and liberating
I remember my birth
Before the placenta
The world was already living
We talked
Ambience writing
Then I needed not scribble
I dream not
I saw the crown of stars
Neither in night, or in slap
In life
Before the soul was locked
I flew
I saw all that was
I moved
Voided hate
Blank despise
Born in the midst of time
A new element, I wrote
The world is here
Though the mind seeks freedom
For now, I will live
Till the morning after
The word was flesh
and the man in red listened
Wonderful Piece. It got me thinking.